The Eastern Shrike-tit Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEFE GBGHIJI CGKGBLLL LLMLNOL| I am brightly alert and exceedingly pert | A |
| And my livery's easily seen | B |
| With a bright golden breast and a black and white crest | C |
| And a back of indefinite green | B |
| A conspicuous bird and I give you my word | D |
| I am neither incautious nor shy | E |
| Native wit may be read in the cock of my head | F |
| And the glint in my shrewd little eye | E |
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| 'Ho knock at the door knock at the door ' | - |
| I shout from the top of a tree | G |
| The Bushland's soprano but never 'piano' | B |
| 'Fortissimo' ever for me | G |
| But my repertoire's long and I've many a song | H |
| When Spring is abroad in the land | I |
| And whatever my call 'tis the clearest of all | J |
| And as sweet as the best in the band | I |
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| I take life with zest and when building my nest | C |
| Then the scientist wakens in me | G |
| I work with a will with my stout little bill | K |
| And I peel the green bark from a tree | G |
| Then I wait when that's done till the heat of the sun | B |
| Curls a neat little hook at the end | L |
| So when woven and bound there's a home strong and sonud | L |
| On which any wise bird can depend | L |
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| Ho cheery and bright with a heart ever light | L |
| I sing to the joy of the day | L |
| And my toil high above is a labor of love | M |
| For I turn every task into play | L |
| With my confident air I am here I am there | N |
| With my proud little head full of lore | O |
| A melodious note ever swelling my throat | L |
| I'm an optimist 'Knock at the door ' | - |
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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